Wayne: Where are we?
It's a long journey, Wayne.
This is one of my hiding places.
Bing.
[Hissing]
Call your mom. Wayne: I tried.
Try again.
Wayne, where are you, baby?
Please, Mom, you have to come quick.
Something's wrong with me. Wayne?
[Gunshots]
♪♪
[Gunshot]
[Engine starts]
[Gunshots]
♪♪
[Grunting]
[Sirens wailing]
♪♪
[Groaning]
♪♪
[Breathing heavily]
Dear God.
It's me, Bing.
Poor, poor thing.
I've been so good.
I've helped Mr. Manx save your children.
I should be on the nice list.
[Wings flap]
So why...
Why did Mr. Manx drive away?
[Pigeon coos]
[Scoffs]
No.
Mr. Manx...
Mr. Manx wouldn't abandon me.
He wouldn't leave me to the policemen and jail.
Would he?
But it's -- it's my turn to go to Christmasland.
Oh, God.
Oh, God, I-I can't go back to jail.
Please, please.
Bring Mr. Manx back.
Send me a sign that he'll come and find me.
Please.
[Pigeon coos, wings flutter]
[Gags, sputters]
[Spitting]
[Gags, coughing]
[Groaning]
Gravedigger: Hey, buddy? You alright?
Uh...
Uh, yeah.
I'm -- I'm okay. I'm okay.
Hey, you need a hospital. No.
I should be fine. My phone's in the truck.
I'll get help with the police or something.
Hey, hey, wait a minute.
[Grunts]
♪♪
[Gagging]
Shhh!
[Body thuds]
[Breathing heavily]
♪♪
[Grunting]
♪♪
[Breathing heavily]
♪♪
[Thud]
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
[Breathing heavily]
♪♪
[Engine starts]
♪♪
[Vehicle door opens]
♪♪
[Vehicle door closes]
♪♪
Bing!
[Gas hissing]
[Thud]
[ "Carol of the Bells" playing eerily]
♪♪
[Coughing]
Bing.
Thank the stars.
I was so worried those wretched McQueens had done you in.
So worried you drove off and left me for the policemen?
Now, surely you can't be cross.
You know our priority is --
"Save the child."
Yes.
In the heat of the moment, decisions must be made,
sacrifices in order to --
"Save the child."
It's all you say.
Yes, because it is our purpose.
Bing, w-we have succeeded with Wayne.
My only regret is that we weren't able
to celebrate this victory before now.
You left me all alone.
No.
But I know your ways,
your hidey-holes.
♪♪
I know your weaknesses.
♪♪
Where's the Wraith?
I disconnected the ignition coil.
It's not going anywhere, and neither are you.
♪♪
It's time we had an honest talk.
♪♪
No.
No, Bing! No, please!
No, please don't do -- don't do this, Bing.
Bing, please, don't do this. No more lying, Mr. Manx.
No!
Please, Bing, no, no. [Valve turns, gas hissing]
I-I...
♪♪
Demon kids: Stick the blind!
Run her through!
Gouge her eyes!
Stick the blind!
Run her through!
Gouge her eyes! [Electricity crackling]
♪♪
It's happening again.
I know that.
♪♪
[Door closes]
♪♪
Ghost Cassie: Millie... [Gasps]
♪♪
The lights are blinking again.
I think you know why.
Thank heavens you're here.
You can talk.
But who knows how long it will last.
Come, quickly.
♪♪
[Doorknob rattling, sword clicks]
♪♪
Let me out!
The best sledding is the hill beyond the grove.
[Grunting]
[Banging]
♪♪
When your father died, his mind became unstable,
so Christmasland has, as well.
The blinking lights,
the thinning veil between this world and the other...
I asked Father about this house.
He said it didn't exist.
He's buried it so deeply,
perhaps he's forgotten it.
♪♪
His deepest fears reside inside this house.
Fears he's locked behind these doors.
And there's one you have to see.
♪♪
[Door creaks]
♪♪
Millie Manx: What's in there?
♪♪
[Door creaks]
Momma?
There's someone to see you, dear.
♪♪
Hi.
Do you want to play with me?
Okay.
Let's play Stick the Blind.
Millicent.
♪♪
No, silly.
♪♪
It's okay.
♪♪
[Door closes]
♪♪
[Packages thud, girls laughing]
♪♪
[Door closes]
♪♪
[Up-tempo piano music playing]
[Indistinct conversations]
♪♪
Come on, boys.
♪♪
Oh, look at him. My beautiful boy.
Mr. Tim: Your son certainly is special.
Hey, Charlie.
Do you hear that?
You're special.
Thanks, Mom.
Here you go, doll.
Well, why, thank you, darlin'. [Laughs]
Let's say you and I go have a little fun, yeah?
Let's say we do. [Both laughing]
♪♪
Hey, Bill, let's get Charlie a phosphate.
♪♪
Sit up here with me, my boy.
♪♪
You know I own the general store, right?
Yes, sir.
I saw you teaching your friends that ditty.
You got a real quality, Charlie.
I wonder if you might lend me your talents.
You need a song?
No, but on occasion,
I have odd jobs, and you know the boys in town.
Perhaps you can wrangle one or two for me now and again?
♪♪
I saw you eyeing the new sled in my shop window --
strong, hardwood top, runners like razors.
I bet it's fast --
fast enough to fly right out of this world and into another.
Save up, you'll have it by Christmastime.
♪♪
You'll have to earn it, my new assistant.
♪♪
No, your old assistant. Peter Ives.
What happened to him?
He died.
And before him?
Cardinal O'Byrne...
then Dewey Hansom.
Are they in Christmasland?
No, they died.
Died or were killed?
Tell me the truth, Mr. Manx.
I threw Cardinal O'Byrne from the Wraith
and fed Dewey Hansom to the children.
But they were -- they were on the naughty list, right?
I-I-I helped save four children.
I found the Wraith.
I saved your life.
Am I going to Christmasland?
Christmasland...
is...
...for children.
Oh, just answer me, Mr. Manx.
Will you take me to Christmasland?
No.
♪♪
Were you ever going to take me to Christmasland?
No.
♪♪
Then, Mr. Manx, we have a problem.
♪♪
[Birds squawking]
Ghost Craig: Loose tooth?
Mr. Manx says when all the new ones come in,
I'll be able to ride the Sleighcoaster.
No, bud, you gotta fight the car.
Alright?
Do you remember your mom?
I think so.
Good.
Okay, this shitbox wants you to forget.
But you've got to remember, okay?
That's how you fight.
Tell me something about her.
She hung up on me.
No. No, your phone died.
She's not coming.
Hey, hey.
That's the car lying to you.
Here's something I remember --
Her favorite movie is "Jaws."
Her favorite day is Fourth of July.
She likes having ice cream for breakfast.
She's bad at basketball. Sometimes I let her win.
[Laughs] That's good.
How do you know about her?
[Train whistle blows in distance]
She was my friend.
She was my best friend.
Tell me about your dad.
He likes motorcycles and comic books.
He loves Mom and me.
That's good, kiddo. That's real good.
How's the tooth?
Not loose anymore. Good.
Tell me about, uh -- Tell me about where you live.
Colorado is in the Rocky Mountains.
It's the 38th state in the union.
Wow.
You good in school? Pretty good.
The state capital's Denver.
I didn't know that.
That's awesome, man. [Laughs]
Oh, God!
Oh! [Groans]
Oh. [Grunts]
[Breathing heavily]
No more gas.
I want you to -- I want you to feel it,
how much you hurt me.
I gave up everything for you.
For Christmasland.
And now -- [Grunts]
[Groaning]
You said I was special.
You are, Bing.
And the children need you.
You know in your heart Christmasland is for them.
It's all I wanted.
It's all -- It's all I had!
No.
No, you had the mission.
That's what you gave up your life for, not for me.
These children are in danger, Bing.
They need us to save them.
We can still save Wayne.
With the Wraith.
Please, Bing.
Let's give him the happiness that we...
can never have.
♪♪
No.
You -- You -- You think I'm dumb.
No. Not special.
No.
[Groaning]
♪♪
Young Charlie: Think of it, Oscar --
surrounded by toys, sweets, fun...
away from this stinking den full of wanton women
and faithless men.
My mom is here. So's yours.
Whores were hardly made to be mothers.
Fanny Manx and Trudy Holiday the least among them.
Mr. Tim pays able-bodied boys to work at his store.
You can save up and...
maybe leave this rotten town one day.
And if you're good enough a worker,
Mr. Tim may even reward you with a special trip to his house.
What's there?
Taffy, rock candy, gumdrops,
yo-yos, clockwork toys, tin soldiers --
more fun than a boy could imagine.
♪♪
Zi said Mr. Tim's a creep.
The boys who go to Mr. Tim's house --
Zion is a jealous liar and a bad worker.
Not like you, Oscar.
You'll earn every gift Mr. Tim could give.
♪♪
Oh, what is that, you smart little man?
Oh, I'm helping Mr. Tim.
Saving up for the sled in his front window.
Charlie, has he asked you over to the store?
My job is to send the other boys.
♪♪
I don't want you going over there.
Alright, Charlie?
But the sled...
When you have enough nickels, we'll go together.
I promise.
Alright, handsome, alright. Come on.
♪♪
[Groaning]
♪♪
[Breathing heavily]
[Train whistle blows in distance]
You are special, Bing.
It's because you're special...
that you can't go to Christmasland.
Doesn't make any sense.
I'm special, too...
so I know.
That's how I've always known.
Stop it.
Enough with your sweetie sweet talk.
My mother was a loathsome whore...
...who provided food...
but starved us of dignity.
There was a man.
He was like a father to me.
He tempted my hungry soul with praise and work.
[Coughing]
With purpose.
The man, this "father," used me.
Mishandled me like your father mishandled you.
My mother, like your mother,
did nothing to stop him.
My mother said she loved me.
Yes.
My mother said the same to me, for all the good it did.
That's how we are special, Bing.
We are children unsaved.
Innocence stolen.
What is our place in Christmasland?
A world of joy and wonder?
I-I don't know.
We don't have one.
But because it's too late for us...
...we know how important it is to save those...
...who still have time.
The moment I got your letter,
I knew you were more than an assistant, like Peter Ives.
I knew that you would be my partner.
♪♪
Partner?
♪♪
'Cause we're both special?
Yes.
That's right.
And I still believe in our good work.
♪♪
Do you?
Partner?
♪♪
Yeah.
Ah.
[Laughing]
I'm so relieved to hear it, Bing.
Let's repair the Wraith before we waste another instant
on these terrible misunderstandings.
Oh, Mr. Manx, yeah.
♪♪
[Winces, groaning]
♪♪
[Door closes]
♪♪
Ghost Craig: Hey. Hey.
Come on, kiddo, what else?
I don't feel good. No, no, no.
Tell me about school.
I don't remember.
No, no, you've got to try. Alright?
Where's my mom?
Wait.
Oh, God. Okay.
Hey, it's gonna --
[Grunts]
No. Mommy.
♪♪
Hey.
Hey, it's okay.
We'll take you to Christmasland real soon.
I want my mom.
Hey, bucko, you remember, your mom -- mom's no good.
She hurt you.
You hurt me.
You and Charlie Manx.
Please, just let me go.
[Crying]
Please.
[Crying continues]
♪♪
Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! Aah!
Arrr! Arrr! Aah!
Help me! Help me!
[Grunting] Aah!
Let's play a game where the Soldier and Ginger
are on a date.
I don't understand.
It's where two grown-ups who like each other
go to a movie or a fancy dress party.
They hold hands.
And sometimes they kiss.
Mwah! [Smooching]
Mwah!
Yuck!
It's fun.
Romantic.
[Sighs] I can't wait to grow up. Can you?
You can wear stockings and lipstick
and glamorous dresses.
Plus, no one tells you what to do.
No one tells me what to do now.
Not even your mom and dad?
Well, Father does have one rule.
It's to never leave.
Well, I'm leaving the minute I turn 16.
I'm gonna be a great explorer, just like her.
My husband, Duncan, will stay home with the kids
while I fly an airplane or take a steamer ship
to see the Pyramids and the Great Wall of China.
You won't be scared to be out there all alone?
I'd be free.
Free.
That girl is me.
What you were before you came to Christmasland.
Why would Father keep us here?
You are everything Charles wants.
A girl eager only for fun.
The Millie in that room?
One day, she'll grow up to be like me.
There's nothing he fears more than that.
Why would I grow up to be you?
♪♪
Momma.
Your father says he gave you the gift of eternal childhood.
But really he's imprisoned you
and stolen your chance to be a woman.
Women are selfish and dangerous.
So says Charles.
If he's caught lying, cheating, or killing,
he'll pin the fault on the closest woman
and hide to escape the blame.
Be quiet.
I only want what's best for you.
♪♪
Christmasland is coming apart.
If it does, if he dies, you will, too.
♪♪
Don't die here, trapped in your father's sad fantasies.
Father loves me.
Then ask him to take you out of here.
If he refuses, find your own way.
Your future depends on it.
♪♪
Are we ready to whisk Wayne away?
Wayne's sick.
He wants to go home.
Oh, well, once he's in Christmasland,
he'll be right as reindeer.
Charlie, Charlie telling lies.
Soon he will be crying cries.
What?
The Wraith is making him cry.
Well, the process causes some discomfort,
but -- but you saw -- you saw your friend Michael,
how happy he was in the end.
You lie and you lie and you lie.
I saw what happened to Mike.
♪♪
You get better...
while they get sick.
I must live to --
to care for the children and maintain the park.
No, you use them, like you use me.
In turn, they live forever.
Wayne doesn't want to live forever.
He just wants his mom.
You know what, Mr. Manx?
You're a bad father. Like mine.
But I taught Paul Demeter how to be good dad.
♪♪
I can teach you, too.
♪♪
Paul knew just what to do with his mouth.
♪♪
You'll learn to say,
"I love you more than anything, Bing Partridge."
No.
You'll see.
No!
Bing Partridge, you let me go.
[Chains rattling]
You let me go right now!
♪♪
[Wind howling]
Merry Christmas, Charlie.
Enjoying your gift?
Well, it wasn't a gift. I earned it.
You are an industrious one, my beautiful boy.
Everyone seems to be enjoying a late morning.
Well, it's -- it's a holiday, sir.
I don't suppose my best assistant
would pour me a whiskey?
[Liquid pouring]
♪♪
Here's your drink.
You're such a special boy, Charlie.
Let's play a game.
All the helpers you send me get to play.
I-I-I can find Oscar.
Why when my best assistant is right here?
You've earned some fun.
♪♪
[Clothes rustling]
♪♪
[Creaking]
♪♪
[Door closes]
What have you done with the Wraith?
I felt it move.
You need me, Bing.
You are all alone in this world.
The police will send you back to prison.
I am all you have!
No.
I have the Gas Mask Man.
I was just a janitor in Haverhill,
hiding from my past.
♪♪
But you -- you freed me.
♪♪
No. [Chains rattling]
And now I know what to do with monsters.
Ah!
[Grunts]
Don't, Bing, please!
Bitch, bitch, go to sleep.
Take a nap while I love you deep.
♪♪
No, no, no.
No.
If I'm a monster, what are you?
You -- You brought me those children,
including your dear, sweet "friend," Michael.
Nobody told you Paul Demeter was a bad father.
The Graveyard of What Might Be
never showed that Michael needed to be saved.
You had no great purpose to rape a man and steal his son.
You used them to get into Christmasland!
You destroyed families
to satisfy your depraved, carnal urges.
You are a degenerate, murderous monster.
You use children, anyone, to get what you want.
If I deserve death, Mr. Partridge,
then you deserve much, much worse.
♪♪
You're right.
♪♪
We're both monsters.
♪♪
No, no, Bing.
Please. [Gas hissing]
♪♪
It's gonna be okay, Mr. Manx.
[Groaning]
♪♪
You'll be fine, Mr. Manx.
♪♪
Best sledding is the hill beyond the grove.
By my house.
You ought to come for a visit.
♪♪
[Shouts]
♪♪
[Young Charlie grunting] [Squishing]
[Breathing heavily]
[Squish]
♪♪
[Footsteps approach]
♪♪
Charlie...
♪♪
Oh, my God.
Are you alright?
Did he hurt you? We'll get you cleaned up.
And then we'll go find Boss Mitchell.
I-I've got to get away from here.
No, no. Boss will know what to do.
Everyone knows that Mr. Tim is --
E-Everybody knows?
Charlie...
This world that we live in --
You knew?
♪♪
You knew, too.
You helped him.
Never mind. It's not important now.
I didn't do anything.
You made me!
Charlie, listen --
You wanted money.
You pranced around, throwing yourself onto disgusting men
so I would help you.
I did not.
You sickened me until I had to do something, you whore.
You made me do it!
You used me!
Charlie...
Why didn't you protect me?
My darling, I'm so sorry.
Charlie...
♪♪
[Squishing]
♪♪
[Groaning]
You were right about me, Mr. Manx.
One more ride together,
and there'll be two less monsters in the world.
Please, Bing, no, no. My children --
They'll be safe in Christmasland.
Every child will be safe from us.
If you kill me...
they will all die.
I am the only thing Millie has
in this whole world.
You lie so much, Mr. Manx.
I-I don't believe you.
Child, child, he's mad.
If he kills me, we'll never go to Christmasland.
No more trips to Christmasland.
For anyone.
No, Bing!
Have mercy on the children!
Bing! Bing!
♪♪
[Whirring]
You're gonna smash the car?
I want to play. Bing: No.
No, you -- you go down to the street.
You find a policeman,
and you tell him your mommy is Vic McQueen.
♪♪
Her favorite movie's "Jaws."
Yeah.
You -- You tell her I'm sorry.
Tell her that Bing Partridge is very sorry
but that he's fixed everything.
She doesn't have to worry about Charlie Manx anymore.
♪♪
[Buzzer]
No, no, no!
♪♪
[Buzzer continues]
No. Bing... [Gas hissing]
Please help, my child.
Bing, what are you doing?
Please, no, Bing, no.
No. No.
♪♪
My boy, save me.
[Giggles]
No, Wayne, this isn't a game.
Please...
Please help me.
Save me.
[Creaking]
♪♪
No, please.
Wayne.
♪♪
[Whirring, creaking]
Bing.
Bing: It'll be over soon, Mr. Manx.
But before we go, I want you to say,
"I love you more than anything, Bing Partridge."
Say, "I...love..."
♪♪
I... I...
...love...
♪♪
...you.
[Gas hissing]
♪♪
[Clang]
♪♪
[Bell ringing]
[Machine powers down]
Mr. Manx.
Mr. Manx?
[Coughing]
I stopped the smasher.
[Breathing heavily]
Well, done, my boy.
But I still need your help.
It's time to play free Father Christmas.
[Chuckles]
♪♪
[Bing groans]
He's awake!
No.
♪♪
No.
[Grunts]
♪♪
Gas Mask Man is leaving.
♪♪
[Engine starts]
♪♪
Don't worry, Wayne.
He won't be coming with us to Christmasland.
♪♪
Get in the car.
No. No, buddy.
You gotta get outta here.
Run.
What's the delay, Wayne?
Don't you want to go to Christmasland?
♪♪
No, no, no, buddy. No, Wayne. Wayne, no!
Wayne, please! Run!
♪♪
I made a mistake.
♪♪
Your mother's gonna come.
Just keep remembering.
[Grunts]
No.
♪♪
Oh.
[Grunts]
[Keys jingle]
♪♪
[Groaning]
♪♪
You're right, Mr. Partridge.
I am a liar.
You were never special.
Just slow as molasses and dumb as a box of hair.
[Groaning]
♪♪
You'll die here unless the police find you first.
I hope they do.
Prison's a better place for you than hell.
♪♪
Do think of me at Christmastime, won't you?
♪♪